You always told me just who you wanted me to be
But now it's my turn to speak to you.
And I don't wanna be anything you've shown me.
I don't wanna be "perfect" in society.
I don't need to be everything they ask of me
I don't need to become you.
So fuck your plans and fuck your world.
Fuck the bigots and let the assholes burn.

Feel our fury, drown in sorrow, you'll miss me when I'm gone.

So start listening to me now while you still can
Before I go you need to hear me out.
Open your eyes and open your mind
Let your fucking prejudice go.

Feel our fury, drown in sorry, you’ll miss me when I’m gone.
Feel our fury, drown in sorry, you’ll miss me when I’m gone.
Feel our fury, drown in sorry, you’ll miss me when I’m gone.


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